Shen Luo and Bai Xiaotian flew onward for just under an hour before the sounds of surging magic power reached them from far ahead, mingled with the furious roars of a demonic beast.
"We've finally found someone!" Both men brightened and hastily urged the flying boat onward. In a few breaths, they covered more than a dozen li and arrived at the source of the sounds.
On the sea, five or six cultivators were fighting as they fled, with a demonic beast pursuing them. The creature was hidden inside a whirlpool, making its true form impossible to distinguish. Powerful demonic energy suffused the vortex, while countless flashes of blue light flickered within it, releasing rolling thunder like ten thousand horses charging across the plains.
The five or six cultivators ahead were no ordinary fighters either. Four had reached the out-of-body stage, while the other two, though still in the soul condensation stage, were at its peak. Together, those two were driving a yellow stone stele treasure whose might rivaled that of an out-of-body stage cultivator.
"It's him!" Shen Luo's gaze settled on one of the out-of-body stage cultivators.
The man was none other than the yellow-faced burly man surnamed Zhen who had invited him out to sea.
Apart from the burly man surnamed Zhen, the other three out-of-body stage cultivators were two men and a woman: a middle-aged man in blue robes, an old man with a black beard, and a woman in a golden dress. She had phoenix-shaped eyes and exquisite features, and looked to be in her twenties.
The two peak soul condensation stage cultivators were young men dressed in peculiar priestly robes. Their skin was as black as the bottom of a cooking pot, giving them a most unusual appearance.
Though the burly man surnamed Zhen and